Naruto: Soul Reaper Chronicles
AN/ Alright , how's it going? My name is RinneTaicho, and this is my first fanfiction. Now be warned, those who dislike the cliché plot of Naruto being an immortal who has wandered the earth since the fall of shinobi, this is that kind of story. I say it beats dimension hop, that just doesn't seem to work for Bleach in my opinion, Percy Jackson books, maybe. Also, from the summary I assume you know the pairing is Naruto/FemIchigo, this will not change, and I am currently not leaning towards a harem.
You should also note, that there will be just slight elements of Sekirei in this, namely Fem-Ichigo's appearance and name are based off a Sekirei character, as is Naruto's Zanpakutō spirit and Zanpakutō name. As of yet, those are the only elements I plan on having of Sekirei in this fic.
Now you don't want to hear me ramble, so I'll get straight to the point with a summary before jumping right into the fanfic.
Over five thousand years ago, Naruto managed to stop the Eye of the Moon Plan by sealing the Juubi into himself and later destroying it. However, this has a consequence he had not foreseen, he gains immortality. Unable to die, he is forced to watch as the Shinobi world crumbles, as do the Elemental Nations. After this, he sets off, wandering the earth for millennia, surfacing sometimes in legends and myth. Now after over five thousand years, he finds himself standing once more where Konoha stood five millennia ago, as the start of a new adventure looms.
Normal speech: "what"
Extremely loud group/single person shouting: "WHAT!"
Thoughts/Speech taken out of context: 'What?'
Letter/Book/Written text: What?
Hollow speech: "What?"
Hollow thoughts: 'What'
Remembered Speech: "What?"
Zanpakutō Speech: "What?"
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Bleach, or Sekirei, they belong to Masashi Kishimoto, Tite Kubo, and Sakurako Gokurakuin respectively.
Chapter One: The Immortal Son Returns
Prologue:
In my travels, I have surfaced in myth and legend. I fought in many legendary battles. History knows me by many names. Among them, Hercules, Jason, Spartacus, and Merlin. But I have only one true name.
My name is Naruto Uzumaki, and I am immortal. I have wandered this world since the dawn of what most call the beginning of civilization. Of course, they don't know that long before Mesopotamia was around, another civilization had thrived for thousands of years.
We wielded a great power, known as chakra. With it, we could distort time and space, and bend the elements to our wills. But not all used this power for good. A psychopath, by the name of Obito, sought to harness the power of a being known as the Juubi to create a 'perfect' world. I managed to stop the plan, and slay the man that helped him to his goal, Madara Uchiha, although I got a rather large surprise before he died. I thought things would get back to being peaceful after that.
And for a while, peace reigned. But it would soon become clear it was a calm before the storm.
Around the same time I realized I wasn't aging, the others started to lose the ability to wield chakra. In desperation, they began turning to technology to make up for the loss of power. This lead to the destruction of our civilization.
Now, alone, save a few scattered survivors, and standing upon the ruins of my home village. I decided to wipe all evidence of the existence of my people from the face of the earth, lest people meddle in things best left to the sands of time.
With nothing more to keep me there, I set off to wander the world. Eventually, the place where our civilization once stood would be repopulated by a few wandering bands of survivors.
But the old world was forgotten, as it should be.
I walked this earth for countless centuries, witnessing the rise and fall of civilizations. I witnessed and took part in many things, speaking with philosophers and poets, generals and kings.
Eventually, I receded from directly affecting the world. That was when I became aware of the beings who served as sheppard's to the afterlife. They intrigued me, and held my attention for the past millennia and a half.
Now, I stand in an airport in Karakura Town, where Konoha stood five thousand years ago. After so many years of being away, I feel a pull to this place once more.
If there is anything I've learned in my life, it's that my instincts shouldn't be ignored, and this is one I have felt before. Something big is about to begin.
I sense new enemies on the horizon. Perhaps it's time that I rejoin the world.
-Karakura Airport-
The wind swept through the air in a gentle breeze, whipping a lock of blond hair in the air as a Naruto emerged from the doors of the Karakura airport.
The Uzumaki stood at a height of about five foot eleven, with a muscular yet slim build often found on a fighter. His skin was somewhere in-between pale and tan, and his eyes were a piercing blue. On his face very faint whisker marks could be seen on either side. His eyes were just slightly narrow, and his spiky hair was long, reaching almost to his shoulder blades in the back, with bangs framing his face to just below his chin, and partially obscuring his right eye.
The blond was wearing a white t-shirt and black jeans with black high top sneakers and a black and green leather jacket, with the green covering the sleeves, shoulders, and inside of the collar, and padding on the shoulders and upper sleeves. He had a large army green duffel bag, slung casually over his shoulder as he studied the street before him.
'Karakura Town. It's been five thousand years, no wonder I don't recognize anything. It's hard to believe that once, this bustling city of concrete, metal, and glass, was a large village surrounded by massive trees and nature.' Naruto thought to himself.
It was midday, and the sun was beating down upon him warmly as a pleasant breeze swept across his face, bringing the scent of Sakura trees with it.
"I suppose I should find somewhere to stay. The question is, which Identity will I be using?" Naruto said to himself as he took out a wallet, which bulged with ID and credit cards.
He gained a smirk as his eyes locked onto a particular ID.
"The original is always a sure way to go." He said with a smirk.
It was only a few hours later that he walked out of a real-estate office, carrying a set of keys to his new condo, paid off in full.
Immortality had its perks, like accruing enough wealth to buy Japan two times over.
As he walked leisurely towards his new home, Naruto's eyes flicked to a rooftop to the left.
'Huh..guess I didn't hide my signature as well as I thought I did.' Naruto thought to himself as he sensed two reiatsu signatures on the rooftop, no doubt watching him.
'Best I don't make it disappear, that would let them know that I know they're watching.' Naruto concluded, as he continued on to his condo.
-On the rooftop-
A man with messy blond hair stood on top of the rooftop next to a black cat. The man wore a matching green top and pants, and a brown coat with a white diamond pattern along the bottom over top. His hair was covered by a green and white striped hat, and he wore getta sandals. In his hand was a cane.
Both he and the feline gazed down at the blond haired man below in curiosity.
"Well this is interesting. I barely sensed it at first, but now that I'm up close...I can tell he has a large amount of reiryoku, and he has decent control of it, seeing as I almost didn't catch it." The man spoke in a lazy tone.
The cat nodded in agreement before speaking.
"It's surprising indeed. You think he's a Soul Reaper, Kisuke?" The cat asked in a male tone.
Kisuke seemed to consider this for a second before he spoke.
"I'm not sure. He certainly has more reiryoku than a human, but I've built enough gigai in my time to tell when someone's using one, and he isn't. Yet still...his reiatsu signature definitely feels like a soul reaper. I'd say he warrants observing." Kisuke answered.
The cats tail flicked back and forth before it replied.
"You think he'll be useful against Aizen?" The cat asked in a tone that said it knew the answer.
This earned a chuckle from the blond man.
"You know me too well Yoruichi. Be a dear and tail him, I know you will whether I ask or not." Kisuke replied.
Yoruichi purred in agreement before turning to begin walking away.
'Things are going to get interesting soon.' Kisuke thought to himself as Naruto disappeared around the corner.
-Naruto's condo, the next day-
"You will be needed again one day. I hope that you are ready when the time comes my grandson."
Naruto sat up with a jolt in the bed he had just recently unsealed inside his new condo. He had fallen asleep after moving everything in, jet lag finally catching up with him.
"It's been so long since I've had that dream...why now?" Naruto asked himself as he recollected his dream.
It wasn't really a dream, but a memory. One that haunted him for over two centuries after it happened. He had eventually made peace with it, or so he thought.
Shaking his head of those thoughts, Naruto looked at the clock on his nightstand, to see that it was 7:00 a.m., which meant he would need to get ready.
He had a lot to do today. First, he needed to enroll in a school, because this identity said he was fifteen, meaning he should be in high school. It was best to keep up appearances, that's how he remained hidden. Then, he'd have to get the lay of the land, as it were, by exploring the city.
That brought him to the last item of the day. He pulled the duffel bag out from under his bed. Unzipping it, he reached in, moving aside scrolls of varying ages, and pouches containing unknown objects, and finally pulled out a long object that was wrapped in a bundle of cloth that was tied shut by two pieces of string.
He re-zipped the duffel bag, then undid the two strings, pushing the cloth aside to reveal a sheathed katana. The katana had a rectangular bronze guard, with a mirroring design at both ends, of a yin-yang symbol surrounded on both sides by two inward-facing tomoe. The hilt-cloth was black, with the sharkskin of the grip being white. The sheath was black and plain.
Naruto stared at the blade for a few moments, apparently deep in thought. Finally, he unsheathed it in a flash, bringing it so that the blade was held in front of his eyes, pointing to the ceiling as the flat side reflected his face in its shiny surface.
To the mundane eye it didn't look like anything was wrong, in fact, it looked perfect. However, Naruto's eyes were anything but mundane.
Without a word, his irises changed to a bloody red as the pupil shrank and three black tomoe marks spun around the pupil. Now the katana had a blue glow emanating from within it. Only there was a problem. There were cracks evident along the blade.
'And last but not least, I think it's time I got a true Zanpakutō. This katana created with chakra is almost at its limit. Well, we always knew it would only last so long. Hopefully we can find one of those 'Asauchi' in this town. It might be the reason we felt the pull here, eh?' Naruto thought, apparently to himself.
However, inside his mind, a feminine voice replied.
'I'm sure of it Naruto-kun. Then you can finally use my full power. And I'll get to cut more than those little small-fry hollows!' The voice answered in a seductive/bloodthirsty tone.
The thought of killing hollows.
Naruto could only shake his head in response to the voice.
-Later, Naruto's Condo-
Naruto laid staring up at his ceiling in the darkened room, spread out on his king-sized bed, with his Zanpakutō leaning against the side of the bed.
'Well, I struck out on finding an Asauchi today. Although it's not like I expected to find one just lying around. Hmm, maybe the ones who have been following me might be able to help?' Naruto mused as he released a sigh.
Naruto had sensed one of the signatures, that he first noticed yesterday, had been following him throughout the day. It was amusing to him, as he imagined they must have been incredibly bored.
Before he could ponder much more on this, he suddenly sensed the spiritual pressure in distance.
"One of those beasts. And it's chasing something. What do you say, time to hunt again?" Naruto mumbled to himself, the last part being in his mind.
'I thought you'd never ask. It's been so long since I tasted blood!' The almost seductive feminine voice of his Zanpakutō answered back in his mind, bloodlust oozing at the prospect of a fight.
The blond quickly slung his legs over the side of his king sized bed, and opened the drawer on his bedside cabinet, reaching in to pull something out.
He extracted a bundle of clothes, including a long brown coat.
In a matter of moments he was dressed in the clothes. A black, thin, long-sleeve hooded shirt, with a long suede brown coat that fell to his ankles. He wore black pants, and black leather shoes. His katana was concealed inside the coat.
"It's been a while since I went hunting." He said as he pulled the hood up. His face above his nose was cast into shadow.
With that, he vanished silently in a swirl of leaves.
-With Uzume, the day before-
Uzume Kurosaki was not a normal teenager. Because as long as she could remember, she could see the souls of the dearly departed Which is why she was currently walking with a vase of flowers clutched in her hand. It was for the spirit of a little girl she had stood up for yesterday, by beating down the punks that knocked over the vase that was already there. They had turn tail and ran real quick when met with 'surly' Kurosaki.
Really, she just enjoyed seeing how nervous people got with her intimidating act. It was funny seeing senior boys that towered over her nearly wet their pants when she turned her icy scowl on them. Of course, it also had to do with needing to make sure they didn't get any funny ideas; because, Uzume was a beautiful young woman.
She was relatively tall for a woman, standing at a height of five foot five. And her facial features could be described as angelic, with a heart shape and a perfect nose, with big chocolate-brown eyes. Her hair was long and bright orange, the color of a sunset, which she wore some in a side ponytail, while the rest cascaded down to the bottom of her shoulder blades, with bangs framing her face, and falling between her eyes. She also had an impressive figure as well, being toned and curvy beyond her year. She was a well-endowed young woman, with a bust that beat Orihime Inoue, and a slim stomach, that led to flaring hips and a backside that many boys gotten beaten down for staring at.
Over all, she was one of the most desired girls of her year. Of course there were those who attempted to bully her for her hair color, thinking it unnatural. They were quickly set straight when introduced to riotous feminine fury.
She wore the standard uniform for girls at her school, a white shirt that, in her case, emphasized her rather well-endowed chest; with a red bow tie, and a grey skirt, with calf length white socks and brown leather shoes.
Uzume sighed as she looked at her watch, she was going to be late. That meant one thing
-Kurosaki House-
"Hey guys I'm home, sorry I'm late, there was this-" She began, only to be cut off by someone launching themselves at her with their foot extended in a jump kick.
"Uzummmmeeee! Yooouuu'rree lllaate!" It yelled in a male voice.
It was a black haired man, with a goatee and crazy eyes, dressed in black pants and a weird shirt and white lab coat.
'Here we go again.' Uzume thought, stepping to the side and bringing her leg up at the last second in a snap kick, landing it firmly in the man's ribs, launching him backwards into the wall across the room.
"Good reflexes sweat-heart." The man groaned out from his position, slumped upside down against the wall.
Uzume huffed in annoyance. That was her father, Isshin Kurosaki. He was an extremely strange man. He acted like a little kid. And he had a bad habit of attacking her out of nowhere, to 'toughen her up' as he put it.
After all, he didn't want any boys messing with his 'biggest princess'.
"Jeez you think you'd learn you goat-faced idiot. And what kind of father greets his oldest daughter by attacking her because she's late from risking her life helping a spirit find peace!" She growled.
Miraculously, Isshin was up and pressing his forehead against hers as they glared at each-other almost comically.
"Oh so it's the ghosts fault is it? And I suppose the 'Ghosts' left your room a mess. When Are ya gonna take some responsibility?" He growled as they began a barrage of martial arts.
"I'll show you responsibility, I'll be responsible for putting you in the hospital!" Uzume shot back through gritted teeth.
Off to the side, two girls of about eleven watched, one in apathy, the other in worry.
"Here they go again. It's like this every night." The one watching in apathy said in a bored tone.
Th girl had a decidedly tomboy appearance. She had chin-length black hair, and had an apparently permanent apathetic expression. She also wore what appeared to be soccer clothes, with a blue shirt with black sleeves and a red outline on the collar, and black shorts.
The other was a girl with short brown hair, and a more feminine appearance, with a short-sleeved hoodie and an apron on.
"Hey you two, stop fighting! Come eat your dinner." The brown haired girl cried worriedly.
"Let 'em fight Yuzu,. More rice for me." The black haired girl said, holding out a bowl of rice.
Yuzu looked at the other girl with a pout.
"That's not very nice Karin." She said.
At that moment, the fight concluded, with Isshin going for a punch, which Uzume ducked, while bringing her leg up in a devastating kick between the legs.
"Oof-" Isshin moaned as he sank to the ground, holding his manhood.
"Jeez, for any normal high school kid, a seven o'clock curfew is totally un-cool, goat-face!" Uzume complained as she pointed down at her collapsed father.
Seeing the fight over, Karin spoke to her sister.
"Uzume, speaking of un-cool, you got a new one." She said, even as a bespectacled man floated into existence behind the eldest sister.
"What do you want, go away! Get outta here you pest! " Uzume said in frustration as she swatted at the spirit.
"Poor Uzume, Dad or spirits, it's always something." Karin muttered.
"I think she's lucky, I sort of sense their presence, but that's about it!" Yuzu said in a chipper tone.
"I don't see the big deal in ghosts, I don't even believe in them." Said Karin.
At this, Yuzu looked shocked.
"I don't believe you could say something like that, I thought you could see ghosts too." She exclaimed.
"I'm in permanent denial. Seeing them doesn't make me believe in them." Karin replied.
Uzume had begun paying attention to her sisters conversation, but she sensed her father getting up.
"Ya dropped your guard again!" He cried as he attempted to knock her legs out from under her.
Try being the operative word, because she simply lept over him, and landed with her feet in his face.
"Whatever, I'm not hungry, I'm going to bed." She said as she stepped off her father's face.
She was far to stressed to deal with him now.
Yuzu looked worried as she tried calling out to her sister.
"Uzume wait, come back and eat!" She called.
On the floor, Isshin let out a 'Huh?' as he saw his daughters retreating form.
"Way to go, you sure got a way with kids don't you?" Karin deadpanned sarcastically.
Her father looked askance as he shrunk in on himself.
"Me, what'd I do?" Isshin asked.
"Uzume's been having a rough time lately." Yuzu answered.
"Yeah, she's been seeing more and more spirits." Karin added.
Isshin seemed to puff up at this.
"What? Why would she talk about these things with you two instead of coming to talk to her own dad? It doesn't make any sense!" Isshin said in confusion.
"Sure it does, for one thing your over forty. For another, emotionally you're still at a preschool level. Admit it dad." Karin said with her back to him as she sat backwards on her chair.
Isshin began crying as he pressed his face to a poster that took up most of the wall in the kitchen. It was of a smiling orange-haired woman, and had the caption 'Masaki Forever' up above her.
"Oh Masaki-chan! Maybe it's because they're hitting puberty, but our youngest daughters are being so cold to me! What do I do, what do I do?" He wailed.
"For starters you might want to take down that poster." Karin answered in annoyance.
-The next day-
Uzume was on her way to drop off another vase of flowers for the little girl spirit.
She was deep in thought, because she had just seen a news report about some explosion near her house. It was strange. Because the damage didn't look like an explosion. In fact, it looked like something had made gouges in the side of the building.
Finally she arrived at the corner, and placed the flowers on the ground, expecting to see the spirit girl appear, she looked around; only to find no spirit girl.
"Hello? Are you there?" She called out, hoping to get the spirits attention.
As she was standing on the corner, calling continually for the spirit, she was suddenly struck by an unexplainable feeling of danger.
That's when she heard a faint roar around the corner. It sounded like some kind of monster.
Instantly, she took off in the direction of the roar, something telling her it had something to do with the little girl spirit being missing.
She hurtled around the corner, coming on to a much busier street. At first all she saw was people running in all directions, and dust in the air.
"What in the hell is goin on?" She wondered aloud. That was when the dust cleared.
She had been right, it was a monster, a massive black beast, almost half as tall as the buildings, that had a white mask and scythe-like forelimbs, and an insectoid body, making it look like a monstrous praying mantis. The most distinct thing was the giant hole in its chest.
The street had started to get torn up by its scythe-like limbs.
Then, out of the dust ran the little girl spirit with the chain emerging from her chest.
"Help me!" She screamed.
Not needing much prodding, Uzume turned and began to run alongside the girl.
"Come on, let's get out of here." Uzume yelled.
Everyone was screaming, and running in random directions. The air was filled with the deafening roars of the monster.
The girl, slightly out of breath, spoke as another roar was let loose.
"What is that thing?" She asked.
Uzume delayed answering, focused on running.
"I don't know, but we gotta get away!" She shouted
Not a few seconds after she said that, the little girl tripped with a shriek.
"Come on, we gotta go!" Uzume urged anxiously, as the beast drew nearer.
It was headed right for them.
Her chocolate colored eyes had just enough time to go wide in shock, expecting her end to come any second, only for a black robed person launched them self at the monster, a spray of blood releasing from its mouth as a katana slashed it.
Absently, Uzume noticed a black butterfly flying gently by.
The person landed on the street as the beast reared its head,, preparing to attack again.
The person was a black haired little girl, maybe just barely Uzume's age at most, judging by the appearance. She wore black samurai-like clothes, and held a katana in her hands.
Before the creature could strike, the girl launched herself at it, cleaving it in two with her katana, leaving it to disintegrate as she landed lightly on the ground right in front of Uzume and the spirit girl.
She seemed to pay them no mind, as she gazed into the distance for a moment, before taking off in a blur once more.
Uzume was left with but one thought.
'What the hell is going on?'
Uzume stared up at the giant beast before her. It was more humanoid than the last one.
Off to the side, the soul reaper lay bleeding from a shoulder wound.
Soul Reaper. It was strange, an hour ago, she wouldn't have believed in something like a soul reaper. But now, it was hard not to.
Over the past hour, she learned of a place called the soul society, and Soul Reapers, who helped souls on to the afterlife. They also killed demons like the one before her. They were called hollows.
Over near the house, her little sister Karin lay on the ground as well.
This was all her fault. The hollow came for her, but attacked her family instead. Now, the soul reaper, their only hope, was injured.
"Fool! Did you honestly think you would be a match for it? Did you think it would stop with you? It won't! A single soul won't satisfy it for long. If you don't stop interfering, we'll end up as its food!" The soul reaper shouted at her.
The soul reaper attempted to stand, stumbling slightly as she walked over to a wall to lean against.
"It's no good. I'm too injured to fight. You there! Do you want to save your family?" The soul reaper said, looking directly at Uzume with her face scrunched in pain.
Without hesitation Uzume answered.
"Of course, just tell me what I have to do, Soul Reaper!" Uzume answered.
"You must take my blade and use it to pierce the center of you being. My power will flood into you, and you will become a Soul Reaper for a short time." The soul reaper explained.
Then she seemed to get annoyed.
"And I have a name!"
Uzume nodded as she approached the soul reaper, and grabbed a hold of her katana.
"What's your name soul reaper?" Uzume asked.
"It's Rukia, Rukia Kuchiki." Rukia replied with a slight smile.
"Well Rukia Kuchiki, my name is, Uzume Kurosaki!" Uzume replied as she plunged the sword into her chest.
There was a bright flash of light, that forced Rukia's eyes to become slits.
When it dissipated, Uzume was dressed differently. She now wore a soul reapers attire, and she had a gigantic brown sheath attached to her back.
The reason was made evident by the giant katana she wielded in her hands. It was as long as her body, and appeared to be a larger version of the blade Rukia used, with the same red hilt cloth and flame-like designs on the guard.
Uzume glared at the hollow that dared attack her family. The chilly night air nipping at her skin went unnoticed as the area seemed to become silent.
"Come feel my blade, you hollow bastard! I'll show you what happens when you mess with my family!" She yelled as she gave a battle cry, charging the beast.
It was over in an instant. She sliced the hollow in half with one swing of her giant katana, with Rukia looking on in shock. She now wore a plain white kimono.
'She took nearly all my powers, I only meant to give her half. And I've never seen anyone wield such a massive Zanpakutō!' Rukia thought.
Uzume swung the sword around and sheathed it on her back after she saw the hollow disintegrate. She suddenly felt the fatigue of her actions, falling backwards onto her rear with a satisfied smile.
That smile was shared by Rukia's. But their smiles disappeared when they heard and saw something that chilled their bones.
"Wrrraaaarrrrr!" The roar of a hollow echoed throughout the area. The source was obvious.
Right in front of their eyes, a portal opened, with a hollow emerging from it. This hollow had a slightly rabbit-like appearance to it, and was just as big as the last one.
"Th-this is bad. I could barely handle the first one." Uzume uttered in fear.
From her place slumped against the wall, Rukia took a sharp intake of breath.
"And it's not alone, look!" She cried.
Uzume's eyes widened as she saw four more portals opening behind the first hollow, admitting four more hollows of similar size.
"What are we going to do?" Uzume gasped in dread.
An icy feeling gripped her heart, making it hard to breath. She had barely beaten one of them, and she was now exhausted. How could they survive?
Rukia was having similar thoughts. In all her years, she'd never faced so many hollows this strong. There was no way they could survive.
Just as the feelings of despair were beginning to become suffocating, a male voice rang out loud and clear in the night, attracting the attention of both the Soul Reapers and the hollows.
"My my my, five hollows against two exhausted girls. What's the matter beasts? Did your mothers never teach you it isn't polite to gang up on people, especially a lady?" A strong male voice asked from one of the rooftops..
Uzume and Rukia whipped their heads towards the voice. Their gazes landed upon a figure stood on a rooftop not far from the Kurosaki house. He, for the voice was male, was dressed in a black hooded top, with black pants and leather shoes, and a long brown suede coat. He held a Zanpakutō in his hand.
"That's a Zanpakutō, but there are no other Soul Reapers here." Rukia gasped to herself, with Uzume hearing her.
"Then who is he?" She asked, struggling to stay awake.
Rukia never took her eyes from the man as she replied.
"I don't know, but it would appear he's on our side." Rukia answered.
The last thing Uzume saw was the man appear before her in a swirl of leaves.
-With Naruto, after he left his condo-
Naruto appeared in a swirl of leaves atop a roof near where he sensed the energy.
He was met with a strange sight.
On the ground, one girl lay bleeding, while another stood in front of a hollow. The first was in a white kimono, and the second was dressed as a soul reaper, and wielded a giant Zanpakutō. In front of them was a hollow, presumably the one he had sensed.
The first girl was pretty, but a little young in appearance, maybe thirteen or fourteen. She had black hair that went to her shoulders with a bang hanging between her eyes, which were big and violet colored.
The second girl, however, was a world class beauty that could most likely make a super model jealous. She had a slim figure, with generous curves, and a well-endowed chest. Her hair was long, and orange, like a sunset. Some of it was held in a side ponytail, while the rest fell to the bottom of her shoulder blades.
From the appearance and feel of the white-wearing girl, she was a soul reaper, but her powers were almost gone. In contrast, the orange-haired girl was obviously human, and it appeared that the powers she had were from the other girl/ But he could feel a power of her own lying underneath the surface.
Which meant she had Soul Reaper powers from the beginning.
"Huh. Don't see that every day. Maybe I won't be needed after all." He said to himself.
Just as he said this, the girl launched herself forward. In a second the hollow was dealt with.
The girl sheathed her katana. At the same time, he sensed the two signatures he noticed the day before, appear behind him.
He was about to leave, thinking he wasn't needed, when he noticed something that was very strange. Another portal was opening.
That's when the first hollow emerged, followed by the other four. He tensed as he heard the girls panicked whispers.
"They might need me after all." He said to himself.
"I guess our conversation must wait. I'll be glad to speak to you when this is over." Naruto said, not even turning to look at the two behind him.
With this, he drew his Zanpakutō, holding it one handed, so it stuck outwards towards the ground.
When next he spoke, it was loud enough for the occupants of the street to hear.
"My my my, five hollows against two exhausted girls. What's the matter beasts? Did your mothers never teach you it isn't polite to gang up on people, especially a lady." He called loudly, attracting the attention of all on the street.
"You made a mistake coming here. It will cost you your lives, for my Zanpakutō thirsts for your blood."
In an instant, he disappeared in a swirl of leaves, only to reappear in front of the lead hollow.
The next second he was swinging his blade through the air, slicing into the lead hollow, cutting it in half diagonally.
The top slid slowly off as the beast began to disintegrate. The blood flew through the air.
Without batting an eye, he rushed forward and began dancing in and out of the hollows, severing limbs and bisecting them with the easiest of swings.
Their clumsy retaliations were useless against him, because he was too fast, too strong, his blade was too sharp.
In a matter of moments, the hollows were all lying in pieces as they disintegrated.
For a moment, Naruto stood still. Then slowly, cracks began to appear along its length. Soon enough, it shattered completely.
He stared at it a moment, before dropping the hilt with a sigh.
Back on the roof, Kisuke and Yoruichi watched with wide eyes as the hooded blonde disappeared.
"He knew we were here?" Yoruichi asked incredulously.
Kisuke had come here to see Rukia about helping her find a gigai. Yoruichi, meanwhile, had been following Naruto here. But they both had been curious to see what drew Naruto here.
Kisuke whipped out his fan as he nodded.
"It would appear so. And it would also appear, he's as eager to speak to us as we are to speak to him." Kisuke observed .
Both cat and man walked to the place Naruto had previously occupied. They were just in time to see him appear in front of the girls, and begin cutting the hollows to pieces.
"Well, now we know he at least has soul reaper powers, because that is most certainly a Zanpakutō, although I feel there's something off about it."Yoruichi commented in 'its' male voice.
Kisuke nodded with a hum as he saw Naruto come to a stop, while the hollows slowly dissolved.
That's when the cracks started to form on the blade as it glowed slightly blue.
"That's odd. I've never seen something like that. I guess you were right. There is something off with that blade." He said as the blade shattered.
From there, Naruto dropped the hilt on the ground.
"It's almost as if he was waiting for that to happen." Yoruichi said.
Kisuke nodded in agreement. With a nod to each other, they vanished, to reappear behind Naruto.
Naruto sensed as the two signatures from the roof appeared behind him.
"Now that's unfortunate. But you do know that Zanpakutō's can be repaired, don't you?" A male voice questioned from behind him in a cheerful tone.
Naruto turned around to look at the man who spoke. He had scruffy light blond hair, and stubble. He wore a matching green shirt and pants, with a dark brown, almost black, haori, with a diamond pattern. On his head he wore a green-and-white-striped hat. Finally, on his feet he wore geta sandals, like his old sensei did.
Naruto gave a slight chuckle at the question, and the goofy facade the man put on, with the fan in front of his face.
"That would require that it was an actual Zanpakutō to begin with. That-," He said, indicating the hilt.
"-is a pseudo-Zanpakutō I made to channel my Zanpakutō spirit into. I have as yet to lay my hands on an actual Asauchi." Naruto explained.
Kisuke hid his shock at this statement. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing. But it would explain why the blade shattered. If it wasn't a true Zanpakutō, then it would not be able to handle the power of a Zanpakutō spirit.
Before their conversation could continue, they were interrupted by a pained voice.
"Wh-what's going on here? Who are you people?" Asked Rukia.
The past few minutes were extremely confusing. First, five hollows appeared, and she thought that the Kurosaki's and her were dead for sure. Then, the man in the long brown coat arrived, and saved them, by using a Zanpakutō, only for it to shatter.
Now, the other man, and a cat of all things, appeared. She didn't know what the hell was going on, but she would find out.
Naruto looked over at the small soul reaper with a teasing smile.
"Oh, I almost forgot about you, little Soul Reaper, I didn't know they allowed children to become Soul Reapers." He said in a cheeky tone.
Despite her pain, Rukia's cheeks puffed up in anger.
"I am not a little girl! Besides, you look human, the same age as that girl in fact. Obviously you can't comprehend how long soul reapers live, otherwise, you wouldn't assume I'm as young as I appear." She protested rudely.
Naruto lost his smile as his face became blank. Crouching down in front of Rukia, hood still obscuring his features, he spoke in a serious tone.
"Listen here, little girl; it's you that has no comprehension. I may appear young, and I may be human. But I am far older than you can even begin to grasp." He said in a dark tone.
He knew it wasn't her fault, but that girl had hit a nerve, one far bigger than she intended. Naruto may have gotten the chance to see more things than nearly anyone else, but it came at a price. All his loved ones had aged and died, while he could only watch. He'd buried countless friends; and before he learned better, lovers.
He considered his immortality as much a curse as it was a gift.
Standing up, he spoke to the other blond.
"For some reason, I get the feeling you didn't come to talk to me. We'll speak later." The immortal shinobi stated, vanishing in a swirl of leaves.
Kisuke whistled appreciatively as he looked at the leaves.
"He sure knows how to make an exit." He said cheerily.
He then turned to Rukia.
"As for who I am, my name is Kisuke Urahara, a humble shopkeeper. And I've come to offer my services. You seem to be in need of a gigai, I could provide one cheap." He declared.
Rukia could only gape, both at the strange hooded mans reaction, and at the 'shop keeper'.
Chapter End
AN/ So, what did you think? Please leave a review, tell me your thoughts and opinions on the story. But please, DO NOT flame. I welcome constructive criticism, but I have little tolerance for people who flame, because half the time it is a pointless rant about how the story is stupid because 'they don't like' the main pairing, or something similar.
I welcome advice on the situation of whether it should be a harem, and i welcome questions about the plot as well, although I won't promise to answer every question.
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